C25 Moved
C25 Moved
As long as the villagers raised pigs, they would have to feed them three meals a day. They would have to wake up early in the morning to feed the pigs. Mao Xiaojun's heart ached that Zhang Cuihua did not sleep the whole night. She would not be in good spirits the next day.
"Little Jun, where are you going to sleep tonight?" Seeing Mao Xiaojun walk out of the room, Zhang Cuihua did not feel good in her heart.
"Sister-in-law, I'll just squat outside my own house for a night. It's hot now and I'm not afraid of catching a cold."
"How can that be? Sister-in-law feels bad to let you sleep outside." Zhang Cuihua looked at the broken glass. "Besides, sister-in-law's window has been broken. If that person comes again after you leave, what do you want sister-in-law to do?"
Mao Xiaojun thought to himself. What she said was right. If that hooligan did not escape and hid outside, seeing him leave and secretly climbing into the window, Zhang Cuihua would definitely be ruined.
But if he did not leave and stayed here, could it be that they slept in the same bed?
While Mao Xiaojun was hesitating, Zhang Cuihua said again, "How about this, sister-in-law sleeps inside and you rest outside sister-in-law's room for a while. There was a bamboo mat at home and sister-in-law laid it on the floor. You can sleep for the whole night. "
Mao Xiaojun thought about it and decided that this was the only way.
"Then thank you, sister-in-law."
After the mat was laid, Mao Xiaojun leaned against the wall and laid on it. He was not sleepy at all.
He was very confused. If Zhang Cuihua had not been stabbed in the butt by the glass just now, did he have sex with her now?
After knowing that Zhang Cuihua was not living well, he felt that he was not a human. For the sake of his own biological needs, he almost did something wrong.
If he really slept with Zhang Cuihua, he could not let his woman live a hard life. Now, he only had 500 yuan left in his pocket. How could he feed Zhang Cuihua and Niuniu?
Sigh, this was all caused by poverty!
Mao Xiaojun secretly swore that when he had the ability to let Zhang Cuihua and Niuniu live a good life, he would completely take this wife.
Covering her butt, Zhang Cuihua, who was lying sideways on the bamboo mat, also could not fall asleep. Right now, her mind was filled with Mao Xiaojun's shadow. She really wanted to give herself to that brat completely.
She knew very well in her heart that not only did that brat have a sweet mouth, but he also had a very responsible heart. If she was born a few years later, she definitely would not marry that damn eunuch Hua Qigang. Even if she did not have a name, she would still follow Mao Xiaojun.
Thinking about it, she really hoped that Mao Xiaojun could enter the room at this time. Pressing her down and telling her that he liked her very much. She would definitely give her body to him without hesitation. However, Zhang Cuihua waited until she was in a daze and extremely sleepy, and Mao Xiaojun also did not come in.
The sky was slightly bright, and the rooster outside started to ring.
After sleeping for a while on the bamboo mat, Mao Xiaojun got up and tidied up the bamboo mat.
He stuck his head out and looked at Zhang Cuihua, who was sleeping soundly on the bamboo bed in the room. It seemed that this woman had slept very late.
He quietly walked into the kitchen. There was not much water in the water tank, and there was not much firewood left by the stove.
Thus, he went out to help cut the firewood, filled the water tank with water, and then leaned against the wall outside to rest.
The sky was already bright, and there was no one walking on the road.
Mao Xiaojun went to the back window again. The apple he threw yesterday rolled on the ground, and a small piece of broken glass fell off. Afraid that the hooligan would hide in the surroundings, he looked around the back window again, and only then did he feel at ease when no one was around.
Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly found a bunch of keys dropped on the ground at the corner of the west wall. He picked them up to take a look. There were five or six keys on the white metal skewer.
This string of keys might have been left behind by the hoodlum when he escaped last night. Mao Xiaojun stuffed the key into his pocket and walked towards his home.
When Zhang Cuihua woke up, the sky was bright outside and the sun was hanging diagonally on the horizon. It seemed that it was past eight o'clock in the morning.
Oh no, the pig had not been fed yet. There was no water in the water vat and the firewood was almost used up. Looking at the broken glass of the back window of her house and so many troublesome matters, Zhang Cuihua's heart suddenly became agitated.
No matter how annoying the days were, she still had to live. She immediately got up and put on her shoes. Her butt still had a slight pain but she could still endure it.
She took off her shirt, put on the milk cover, changed into a new shirt and put on another pair of pants. She then walked out of the room and was stunned when she saw the kitchen.
The kitchen was neat and tidy. More than twenty big apples were placed on the dining table. The water tank was filled with water, and a thick pile of chopped firewood was placed under the stove.
Looking at the folded bamboo mat in the corner, it went without saying that these were all done by Mao Xiaojun.
His eyes were moist and uncomfortable. Suddenly, he covered his face and cried loudly.
About ten minutes later, she wiped away her tears and scooped some water into the pot before starting to boil the water.
After the water was boiled, she washed up and took the pig food bucket to the pig house on the west side of the house to feed the pig.
After returning, Mao Xiaojun found a clean place outside the house and squatted down. He began to worry about cleaning the house. The house was filled with dust, and when he cleaned the house, he would choke on it.
While he was worrying, he saw someone walking towards him at the intersection. It was Hua Dajiang's wife, Ma Chunni.
"Little Jun, sister-in-law is here to help you."
Ma Chunni was holding a bucket. There were a few big pieces of cloth in the bucket and there were two new masks in the bag.
"Sister Chun Ni, why are you here so early?"
Ma Chunni smiled and said, "It's still early. The sun is already setting. It's already nine o'clock in the morning." Seeing Mao Xiaojun's messy clothes, Ma Chunni asked again. "Little Jun, where did you sleep last night?"
Mao Xiaojun patted the dirt off his body and tidied up his dirty shirt. He smiled and replied, "Sister-in-law, my house is locked. Last night, I found a cleaner place behind the house and squinted for a while. It's hot now. It's pretty cool outside at night."
Ma Chunni patted her own head, "Aiyo, it's so bad for sister-in-law. She left in a hurry when she had something to do yesterday. I didn't know you had no place to sleep yet. Otherwise, it would be better for you to sleep in sister-in-law's living room last night than outside. " Seeing Mao Xiaojun's empty stomach, Ma Chunni hurriedly asked again. " Little Jun, have you eaten breakfast yet?"
Mao Xiaojun was indeed very hungry. At this moment, he even started to grumble. He touched his head in embarrassment and smiled. "Sister-in-law, I haven't eaten yet."
Ma Chunni was just about to say she was going to eat at her house when a woman's voice came from the side of the road.
"Little Jun, sister-in-law brought breakfast. You must be hungry. Quickly come and eat."
"Sister-in-law, thank you!" Mao Xiaojun was very happy to see Zhang Cuihua bring breakfast.
Ma Chunni, on the other hand, hated this b * tch, Cuihua. Yesterday, her husband had just left. When he saw Little Jun return, did he want to seduce him? She even came to deliver breakfast in a showy manner.